« on: January 15, 2008, 07:00:59 PM »
Ilian's Templars; summoned from the Void, itself. Their job is simple. Kill humans. With Kratach and Void Cannon, they carve a swath through any that would stand and fight. Their marksmanship is legendary, able to pick targets from teeming masses, their tainted rounds punch holes through armor, flesh, souls.
This particular squad has seen more action than most. Whether luck or the grace of Ilian, herself, these Templars have been called to bring death countess times, and return to be calld again. They call themselves the Chosen of the Temptrss. They wear the honor as it befits. They prove the bestowment at every opportunity. They are fear, incarnate.
« Last Edit: January 15, 2008, 07:09:03 PM by dmcgee1 »
Logged
If sing, sang, and sung, sink, sank, and sunk, and drink, drank, and drunk, how is it that it isn't bring, brang, and brung, think, thank and thunk, and ding, dang, and dung?
Don't even get me started about bad, badder and baddest. Run, ran AND run...again? C'mon!
